As someone who had experienced this, she was considerate and didn't ask any more questions.
He smiled and patted Jiang Yumen's shoulder, then took Yang Yun and Zhuang Wanqi out to watch the female soldiers practice dancing.
In an instant, Jiang Yuman was the only one left in the office.
She walked to the landline, picked up the receiver, and dialed the number of the communications department that she remembered.
The 22nd Division at the training ground at this time.
The weather has cooled down and everyone has less and less time to rest. They have long been accustomed to this intensity of training and their physical fitness is getting better and better.
Fu Jingchen stayed on the training ground all day, and the pressure on them was still great.
After a long intermission, everyone looked at the building of the 㫧工團 with a look of melancholy.
It was better when the 㫧 Workers' Group was here.
Not only can you see the beautiful scenery in the cafeteria, but more importantly, you only need to gather in the middle of the night once or twice a month.
Now that the workers' group has left, the group leader has devoted himself to training. Their physical fitness has improved, but they are still very sad.
He quickly turned his head and asked the people in the Shenfeng Camp, "Brother Fan, how long has the labor union been going on?"
Fan Qiang was calm and composed, brushing off the dust on his hands. "It's only been a few days. I heard it will take more than a month. You'll get used to it."
"How can we get used to this?" others said with bitter faces.
Captain Fu is indeed a good hand at training soldiers. He puts all his attention on them, which is really overwhelming.
Fan Qiang looked very haggard. "You guys are fine, but look at us. Is there anything to see on our bodies?"
Hearing this, everyone's eyes were focused on the people in the Shenfeng Camp.
Ordinary soldiers were already dark enough, but these were even darker and more shiny.
People on both sides looked at each other, both feeling sad.
When the whistle sounded to signal the end of the break, everyone immediately stopped being lazy and lined up as quickly as possible.
Seeing this, Fu Jingchen on the stage prepared to come down.
After taking just two steps, the divisional communicator hurried into the training ground.
"Captain Fu, the Communications Department has your number."
The huge training ground was crowded with people. He couldn't see clearly where Fu Jingchen was, so he just shouted.
The sound is very loud.
As soon as the words fell, everyone in the venue pricked up their ears.
Fu Jingchen walked down the platform in a few steps, "The battalion commander continues to arrange training."
After saying that, he followed the communicator and left the training ground.
As the head of the group, he doesn't have to stay at the training ground all the time.
Looking at Fu Jingchen's leaving back, everyone in the Shenfeng Camp rolled their eyes and looked at their comrades next to them.
Everyone knew the truth and looked at them with some mockery.
On the other side,
Fu Jingchen followed the divisional communicator to the communications department, where another communicator was holding the receiver.
As soon as she saw him coming over, she saluted and quickly handed him the receiver. "It's not hung up yet, you pick it up."
Fu Jingchen nodded, took the receiver and put it to his ear, "Hello, it's me."
The divisional communicator has put on headphones, which can provide a certain sound insulation effect.
Thousands of miles away, Jiang Yuman held the receiver and sighed, "Finally I got the call."
She had never called here before, and it was the first time she knew how troublesome long-distance calls were, requiring the connection to be passed on by operators at each level.
When she heard that the person who answered the call was finally Fu Jingchen, she felt relieved.
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